Badtameez_DilIF-Addictz

Republic of the unseen

Do you realise that India has the world's largest constituency of
invisible people? They are in hundreds of millions. Yet no one notices
them. They are a blind spot for us. Yes, they have voter IDs. Some have
PAN cards. Nilekeni will soon give them UIDs. Just as the telecom
companies have given them cell phones. Banks have opened accounts for
them and provided ATMs in remote areas. Despite all this, they remain
the lost children of this Republic.

Most of them are young,
unemployed. Others are old, unemployable. They are all part of an India
that has been left behind. No, they did not make that choice. The choice
was made for them by a wily political class eager to have a vote bank
they could manipulate. That's why, six decades on, they remain faceless
and anonymous. They don't belong to the mainstream, the India that
everyone's clapping for. They are certainly not part of the technology
revolution. Cell phones are not a substitute for electricity and
drinking water. They haven't heard of economic reforms nor benefited
from them. They don't even know that the India they live in is one of
the fastest growing economies in the world. They won't believe it if you
told them. For it hasn't made the slightest difference to their lives.

They
don't know Raja has walked off with Rs 170,000 crore of public money.
They wouldn't know to count a crore. They haven't heard of the
Commonwealth Games. Nor do they know about the Adarsh Housing scam. But
they are aware that politicians are untrustworthy, Government officers
won't help them, and justice is simply not affordable. So they live
their lives without any expectations. They don't give a damn whether
Kalmadi goes to jail but they can do with jobs, public toilets, hospital
beds, roads to walk on, parks to take their children to, police
stations where they can file a complaint without being humiliated. They
are proud Indians. They want to live with dignity. They may not know who
the President of India is. They can't name three Cabinet ministers.
That a Gandhi rules India is all they know. Ask them which Gandhi and
they will stutter.

Most of them are poor. So poor that it will
embarrass you to know the extent of their poverty. They are the stats we
read in the newspapers. They are part of the 65% who go to bed hungry
at night or the 68% who can't read or write or the 74% who have no
access to healthcare. We don't know them as people, real people. So when
they come knocking on our car windows asking for help, we pretend not
to hear them. Our drivers shoo them away. Cops pick them up and throw
them out of our cities at will. They embarrass us by just being there.
We wish they would disappear.

We ignore them. We think we do
enough by paying taxes so that the Government can draw up fancy schemes
for them. But we also know the schemes don't work. The money vanishes
long before it can reach them. What's worse, no one cares. That's what
makes it so easy to steal these funds. No one would notice. No one has
the time in this bustling economy to listen to some poor villagers
complaining that the jobs and moneys promised to them haven't reached.
The urban poor are even worse off. Nobody cares for them. No one even
wants to help them because they have been labelled as unwanted migrants.
Yes, migrants they are. But not in the way we think. They are mostly
migrants from the same state, driven out from their villages by extreme
poverty and loss of their land. They are not outsiders. They are the
unwanted insiders who we want to hide from the world, as well as from
ourselves.

For, like the other big nations of the world, we too
have now learnt to be ashamed of our poor. They remind us of our
failures. We want to talk to the world today about our ambitious space
programs, our nuclear expertise, our defence capabilities, our economic
power, our IT genius, the amazing steps we have taken in biotech. We
want to boast that four of the top ten richest men in the world are
Indians, and that's not counting our politicians, many of whom hold
their wealth in unaccounted assets.

But India can't go ahead
unless it takes into cognizance this large invisible constituency. For
if we keep ignoring them forever, one day they will get onto the streets
and start protesting like the Egyptians are doing today, the Tunisians,
the Libyans. There's a limit to which people will tolerate the
indifference of their Governments, the corruption of their leaders. Once
that threshold is crossed, things begin to fall apart. As Gandhi wisely
said, it's the poorest Indian who actually decides where our future
lies. But then, if we had our way, we would make even Gandhi invisible
today.

Badtameez_DilIF-Addictz

Nothing
odd about it at all, it's just a classic case of biting off more than
you chew with panache. It's so damn hard ending it with your head held
high, when all you want to do is bury it under a pillow and lie there
for an eternity. To keep an indefatigable quota of good words and wishes
for your ex every time you speak of him when all you want to do is lash
out and be human. To keep a smile plastered on your face when at times
you have to bite your lower lip to keep the tears from spilling out from
your eyes. Urdu has to be the most poetic and expressive language in
the world. They have a word for it; 'Ashq'. They're tears of strength,
because as they spring up in your eyes you fight with all your inner
strength and send them right back in. I know it's daunting to always
look at the bigger picture and constantly rise above the ego, the hurt,
and insecurities and to scale the emotional Great Wall of China we build
around ourselves. But it's worth it to know that we came out of a
meaningful relationship stronger and better. Of course you may rue the
death of a dream, but shouldn't you also choose to remember and exhibit
grace and gratitude for all the good times.

Divorces are
very difficult but can be healthy. Whilst prayer and a short good bout
of self-pity doesn't hurt, remember that it's your life and you live
just once. Live fully. Live graciously. Live without regrets. Nothing is
a mistake. It's a learning experience about what you don't want in the
future. Thank it. Kiss it. Bless it. Let it go.

Badtameez_DilIF-Addictz

divya yeah it is in every relationship in every parts of life how manytimes it happens u want to cry cry cry but still u had to smile..that tears part it actually gives positivity & strength when u shread off tears blows away from negativity (now doesn't mean we need to cry always)but when u really depress it let go..to give one strength

there is no need to show always as daring let be a normal human being :)

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